They say love is varied and comes in many forms
I have tasted it’s sweetness and survived it’s dreadful storms
Aloof and lost in a world of sin
What is it that that connects us and makes us kin?
Could it be that we all have a story to tell?
Or that we’re all descendents of those whom first fell?

When I think of Adam and Eve who fell from grace
Who brought about suffering and pain in their disobedience, to the human race
What thoughts she must have had before that knowing bite?
What thoughts he must have had before joining the tide?

What do we do that defines us a people?
If only we realized we’re all totally equal…
All of us crazy to the very core
Trying to hide the shades that make us roar

We are but human, one and all
Yet we brand people based on their position
Just adding to the black and white addition…

Why can’t we love each other is it that hard?
What makes you treat the next person like something you can discard?
Is it me or has the world gone mad?
I’d take anything over this hell and be glad